Time isn't dates and numbers. Time isn't a chain of events and cause and effects. Time isn't what we think it is. People have come up with theories about the world- the universe, and time. These people are considered geniuses, but they're really like ants crawling up a large buscuit, touching the edge of something vast and wonderful, and having no idea of the whole that they can't see. We all grew up spending hours in school learning how to use and create timelines, dates and events all strung out from one bold line representing the constant string of time- of what we think time is. It's completely wrong. It makes sense to us in a way that tricks our minds into believing what time is. And it's wrong.
Someone said once that time was like a big ball. A huge sphere of time and the universe, everything affecting everything else, everything is entwined. Someone told me this, but this information wasn't meant for me. A man trapped in 1969 was communicating directly into the future, this message was for someone alive in my time.
The information was incomplete, and I had no idea why he was saying it. I had half of it, and that is all I would ever get. Sometimes life is funny, and sometimes time is hilarious. I would have to use this half-eaten message and what I already knew to live up to my potential.
There are angels crying, and they have the phonebox. These angels are the lonliest creatures in the world, and they killed people, they killed them in the present. And I might be lucky enough to live to old age, but I might die very, very soon.